Song | Autoclave |
Artist | The Mountain Goats |
Album | Heretic Pride |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Darnielle | |
Hand me your hand, let me look in your eyes | |
As my last chance to feel human begins to vaporize | |
Maybe it’s the heat in here, maybe it’s the pressure | |
You ought to head for the exits, the sooner the better | |
I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no one in her right mind would make her home my home | |
My heart’s an autoclave | |
My heart’s an autoclave | |
When I try to open up to you I get completely lost | |
Houses swallowed by the earth, windows thick with frost | |
And I reach deep down within, but the pathways twist and turn | |
and there’s no light anywhere, and nothing left to burn | |
And I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no emotion that’s worth having could call my heart its home | |
My heart’s an autoclave | |
My heart’s an autoclave | |
I dreamt that I was perched atop a throne of human skulls | |
On a cliff above the ocean, howling wind and shrieking seagulls | |
And the dream went on forever, one single static frame | |
Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name | |
And I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no one in her right mind would make her home my home | |
My heart’s an autoclave | |
My heart’s an autoclave |
zuo ci : Darnielle | |
Hand me your hand, let me look in your eyes | |
As my last chance to feel human begins to vaporize | |
Maybe it' s the heat in here, maybe it' s the pressure | |
You ought to head for the exits, the sooner the better | |
I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no one in her right mind would make her home my home | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
When I try to open up to you I get completely lost | |
Houses swallowed by the earth, windows thick with frost | |
And I reach deep down within, but the pathways twist and turn | |
and there' s no light anywhere, and nothing left to burn | |
And I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no emotion that' s worth having could call my heart its home | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
I dreamt that I was perched atop a throne of human skulls | |
On a cliff above the ocean, howling wind and shrieking seagulls | |
And the dream went on forever, one single static frame | |
Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name | |
And I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no one in her right mind would make her home my home | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
My heart' s an autoclave |
zuò cí : Darnielle | |
Hand me your hand, let me look in your eyes | |
As my last chance to feel human begins to vaporize | |
Maybe it' s the heat in here, maybe it' s the pressure | |
You ought to head for the exits, the sooner the better | |
I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no one in her right mind would make her home my home | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
When I try to open up to you I get completely lost | |
Houses swallowed by the earth, windows thick with frost | |
And I reach deep down within, but the pathways twist and turn | |
and there' s no light anywhere, and nothing left to burn | |
And I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no emotion that' s worth having could call my heart its home | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
I dreamt that I was perched atop a throne of human skulls | |
On a cliff above the ocean, howling wind and shrieking seagulls | |
And the dream went on forever, one single static frame | |
Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name | |
And I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam | |
And no one in her right mind would make her home my home | |
My heart' s an autoclave | |
My heart' s an autoclave |